Punch Drunk Lyrics
"The Pessimist Solution"

You're alone but I'm not thinkin 'bout
Ways around this self inflicted doubt
Splitting hairs but I'm not thinkin bout you
This is getting so rediculous
How can I be so meticulous?
Cutting off loose ends while thinkin' bout you

Whoa-oh, just stop it
Whoa-oh, keep fighting it
Whoa-oh, just brain dead
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh!

You say that I'm dumb, unmotivated
Lack of aspirations and confused
Ashamed of the way i sit around
And build myself a wall
You're getting to me now

You say that I'm dumb, unmotivated
Lack of aspirations and confused
Ashamed of the way i sit around
And build myself a wall
You're getting to me now

Did you know that I'm sick of you?
Everything I say gets misconstrued
Better that than be understood by you
Cutting off contact with everything
Actions only rot and turn to waste
I'm a ticking time bomb thinking 'bout you

Whoa-oh, just stop it
Whoa-oh, keep fighting it
Whoa-oh, just brain dead
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh!

You say that I'm dumb, unmotivated
Lack of aspirations and confused
Ashamed of the way i sit around
And build myself a wall
You're getting to me now

You say that I'm dumb, unmotivated
Lack of aspirations and confused
Ashamed of the way i sit around
And build myself a wall
You're getting to me now
whoa-oh, whoa-oh!
whoa-oh, whoa-oh!

Not now, I'm not ready
whoa-oh, whoa-oh!
Go on, kill faster please
whoa-oh, whoa-oh!
Not now, I'm begging
whoa-oh, whoa-oh!
whoa-oh, whoa-oh!

You say that I'm dumb, unmotivated
Lack of aspirations and confused
Ashamed of the way i sit around
And build myself a wall
You're getting to me now

You say that I'm dumb, unmotivated
Lack of aspirations and confused
Ashamed of the way i sit around
And build myself a wall
You're getting to me now
whoa-oh, whoa-oh!
whoa-oh, whoa-oh!
whoa-oh, whoa-oh!
whoa-oh, whoa-oh!